“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”
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“When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.”
― Romeo and Juliet
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.”
― Romeo and Juliet
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